I had gotten a tan over the summer, and although it was beginng to fade a little, I still had a bronze body with a snowy white groin, and a perfectly ...traight tan line around my waist.Well, William took the hint, and reached up and slowly pulled my underwear completely down to my knees. I heard him gasp, and I knew what he was looking at--the alabaster globes of my ass, almost glowing in the dim light from the drawn curtains on the windows. That perfectly proportioned ass, that had driven so. It was pretty clear that there were two classes of car on the ‘Used’ lot, shiny late-model cars on the front row, and older more experienced units in the back row. When I bought my first car, I was determined that it was going to be off the front row and not the back row. Mr. Randolph, the owner and an OSU alumnus, showed up just after nine. I waited until he went to his office before I walked toward it and knocked lightly on the door frame. He looked up with a questioning face. ‘Yah … what. I looked up at the young lady who handed us our shoes and back at him. Are you alright? I asked and touched his shoulder. Do you need help Sir? She asked equally concerned. He shook his head and said No, Im okay… Im okay…yeah. Peter was starting to breath harder an I must have looked alarmed. I took his wrist and felt his pulse while cupping his face with my other hand and making him look at me. Ill get water! the girl said quickly. Peter shook his head and said I am okay he sounded calmer. . but as I slipped a singlet on, I shuddered with pleasure and realized that I had another problem.The sensitivity of my nipples had apparently doubled along with my cup-size, and as the material came into contact with them, I discovered that they were quickly becoming my most erogenous zone. Every time I moved, the thin fabric brushed across them, and try as I might, I couldn’t help but pause and enjoy the feeling.On top of the singlet I wore a tight T-shirt, and then a thick woollen jumper.